The Gift of This Day

I rarely take a day like this and I am very grateful for it.  I hope you can take a little time to relax and enjoy the gifts of your day.


The gift of this day

is not lost upon me.

The entire day to do as

I please.

Despite the gentle prodding

of the shoulds.

I am gently pushing them


for now.


I am balancing the first

load of laundry

now hung on the line

with the pure pleasure

of reading poetry

from a borrowed book

while sitting on my porch.


The screen allowing me

to relax with no fear

of an insect’s bite.

The luxury of watching

Nature float, twitter,

flutter, and inch by

like the words

that land here

on the page.


I am immensely

grateful for

the gift of this day.


Sunday Reflection


Isn’t going to church
meant to contemplate
how I’m doing
on my spiritual journey?

Isn’t sitting on my porch
taking the time to reflect
on the gifts of my life
the same thing?

In church I listen to the
voice of the preacher
surrounded by people who
have the same beliefs.

Sitting in meditation
I listen to my inner voice
surrounded and embraced
by all of Spirit.

Isn’t it all the same?